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September 28, 2007

Battlestar Galactica: Razor

Battlestar Galactica: Razor airing Nov. 24, wherein we learn exactly how Admiral Cain, the captain of Battlestar Pegasus, got so damn cranky. Was it the bowl-cut that made her become such a tyrant?

I am brought down by a low-grade cold - I'm not congested but am tired and sore all over. Our weekend match is against the Marines at Quantico, and not to be missed, but I might have to duck out this time.

And then there's a Megadeth concert at the 9:30 Club on Sunday. I promised Josh I would go. Poor straight Josh doesn't have any heterosexual metalhead friends, so I was invited even though my knowledge of Megadeth music is limited at best. Metal concerts are fun though, and Josh turns into a 14 year-old when he goes into the mosh pit. Mosh pits are cute.

Another shooting heard 'round the hood at the Shaw Shooting Range this week, with some down-home old-fashioned gay bashing thrown in for good measure last weekend. Mari has some contact info for the Gay and Lesbian Liaison Unit should you need to give them a call in a jiffy.

The 'Lost Boys' as I call them down at the other end of the block were notably absent last night - no trace of them at all but the shoes dangling from the trees, which is apparently some kind of early Christmas tree decoration I guess. Anyway, that house is getting more and more haunted-looking each passing day with broken windows and junk piling up in the lawn. I wonder how you find out if squatting is going on, or if a property is even owned? It's a shame that such properties go completely to pot when there are good people out there willing to live in and improve a home. Here in DC it is apparently better to let a house rot down to the foundations, or to burst into flames, than to let it fall into the hands of well-meaning - but "outsider" - homeowners I guess. Change is hard and improvements painful in such a dysfunctional city.

Posted by jimbo at September 28, 2007 12:26 PM

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You're going to a Megadeth concert?! Haha.

I once took a date to a Nine Inch Nails concert that was general admission, no seating, on the floor in front of the stage. It naturally erupted into a mosh pit. My date was not amused.

Posted by: chrisb at September 28, 2007 1:11 PM

Question re: Battlestar:

Do you have any idea, or heard anything about season 3 on DVD? I didn't come to the show until this summer and sped through all os seasons 1, 2, 2.5...now waiting for 3. Hopefully before Razor!

Posted by: scotte at September 28, 2007 1:35 PM

Look the property up in the city tax records - you'll see who the owner is. DC used to do a really terrible job of keeping track of stuff like homestead exemptions and abandoned properties, but maybe it's improved. I remember City Paper doing a story where in one afternoon of driving around, they found lots of properties getting homestead exemptions that were clearly abandoned. Too bad the city couldn't manage to do that...

Posted by: John at September 28, 2007 1:37 PM

Wait a sec. You're passing up a chance to get grittily physical with hot rugger Marines? You really *are* sick.

[sends virtual chicken soup, as actual chicken soup cannot yet travel through the Internet]

Get better soon!

Posted by: jeem at September 28, 2007 1:40 PM

Jimbo, here in Tucson shoes hanging from utility wires is supposed to be a signal that drugs can be purchased there.

Posted by: homer at September 28, 2007 1:51 PM

Mosh pits hurt, but are a good place to get out aggression.

Posted by: Sarah Jean at September 28, 2007 2:55 PM

Jimbo, Homer is correct. Tennis shoes hanging from wires, from the side of a trash can, etc are a signal. We have them over in my area periodically (near the drug market) - Channel 4 did a story on "hanging tennis shoes" a few months back.

Posted by: Rob at September 28, 2007 5:55 PM

Mosh pits are not cute

As a veteran of many a mosh pit, I can tell you they are anything but cute

Posted by: Dax at September 28, 2007 9:22 PM

Well, Jimbo, after months of reading your blog without comment, I have emerged. I'm disturbed by the gay-bashing incidents in our neighborhood, lately...another one outside BeBar last weekend, I understand. Your "downer" posts a few weeks ago made me worry about your safety. I moved to town in the spring and settled in Shaw. I'm trying to feel at home here in dc, and struggling. This is a community with a high tolerance for mediocrity...and I'm being so kind, here. Your irreverence and wit keep me laughing, despite it all. BTW, why so few girl 'mos around here? Must I trek to the 'burbs for fun?

Posted by: Shawlette at September 29, 2007 1:11 AM

Megadeth?!? Wow, and I thought I suffered having to go to all of those Rush concerts. You must be a great friend to make a sacrifice like that.

Posted by: Bubala at September 29, 2007 10:01 AM

Hey Shawlette: I don't know where the lesbians go, but I know there's a lot on the local women's rugby teams!

Posted by: jimbo at September 29, 2007 7:22 PM

Jimbo, how long have you been living in DC? Seriously, the comments from Jeem and Sarah Jean are correct, shoes hanging from anything mean drugs can be found nearby. We had two sets hanging from the telephone wires leading to the apartment building behind my house in SE.

So straight men and lesbians are hanging out in the burbs. That seems like a bad sitcom waiting to happen.

Posted by: Jessica at September 30, 2007 1:38 PM

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